I'm not a star.
There is no halo over my head.
Fate doesn't like the colour of my eyes.
Struggle and strife are old friends of mine.
Who am I ?
I am survival.I am guts.I am pride.
I like odds.
Especially when they're stacked against me.
B'Coz there will come a time when I'll stare them in the eye.
And smile the smile of the one who's pulled it off.
I am the guy who will have deep lines on his face some day.
And it'll make me look good when I laugh.
Because that is the day I will fear no fear.
And taste sweat that is sweet.
And look back for the very first time and say ,
I did it my way.
The long hard way.
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